st. icarus & speedwell

I wonder what the sky looks like from where you are
I wonder when the tide rolls in if you're really all that far
When the thunder's loud, does it fill you up with dread?
The sea keeps lurching on, but ships sunk into your bed

You're drawn to me like a hook to a fish
Floating through the sky, I'm your satellite dish
There was nothing left to say
When the earth bloomed into a tidal wave